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- a3!: itaru chigasaki,
- amatsuki: tokidoki rikugou,
- baten kaitos: sagi,
- bungou stray dogs: atsushi nakajima,
- buried stars: kyuhyuk lee,
- danganronpa: chiaki nanami,
- final fantasy: hythlodaeus,
- final fantasy: joscelaint grimpevers,
- final fantasy: rhel fashonti,
- kingdom hearts: naminé,
- lieat: efina,
- omniscient reader: dokja kim,
- omniscient reader: joonghyuk yoo,
- omniscient reader: sooyoung han,
- original: chloe,
- original: hien callias,
- persona: akira kurusu,
- persona: niko,
- tsubasa reservoir chronicle: fai d. flou
OCTOBER EVENT PT2
OCTOBER EVENT PT2
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→ THE BEGINNING
(click to expand - happy early Halloween)
It's on the evening of October 28th when everything quickly descends into madness.It begins with faint static in the air, gradually becoming louder and louder until it's impossible to ignore, the pattern of cries that was once hidden now audible to everybody as it grows and grows until it culminates in an explosion. The walls of the local bookstore burst outwards, a rampaging Hydreigon within unleashing Hyper Beam after Hyper Beam without any rest in between. Its trainer, an old man, hobbles up to it in a panic in order to ask what's wrong, but the Pokemon knocks him to the ground, ignoring him and continuing to destroy everything in its path while its trainer lies motionless on the ground, blood pouring from his head.
Further down the street, another eruption shakes the city, a group of Galarian Rapidashes slamming themselves against walls and windows until they break through, careening and crashing through buildings with wild abandon. Occupants inside a cafe scream as they attempt to flee, crushed under rubble and trampled by merciless hooves. From the sky, Murkrows and Natus swoop down on residents on the streets, long talons outstretched to claw at any exposed skin and pluck out any staring eyes. All around the city, Pokeballs burst open on their own and the Pokemon rush madly at human and Pokemon alike, disregarding orders or pleads from their trainers and attacking anything within sight in a wild frenzy.
Fires blaze across the city as children wail and adults scream. All the while, the pattern of cries continues...
→ THE RAMPAGE
(click to expand - you're in for a bad time)
Throughout the night, dark, ghost, and psychic-type Pokemon rampage throughout Mango City. Wild Pokemon appear from the outskirts of town and attack anyone and anything on sight, while companion Pokemon force themselves out of their balls and turn upon their trainers. No other types seem to be affected, the other Pokemon just as confused and distraught as the humans as they're forced to run from, defend against, and fight the Pokemon they were once allied with.While many of the mad Pokemon physically assault those around them, other use innate abilities to wreak havoc. Musharnas emit a dark mist that engulfs entire beings and brings their fears to reality, forcing all those within the fog to face the same delusions. At the same time, Shedinjas steal souls away in their shells and keep them captive in a shared endless nightmare of their worst experiences relived. Similarly, Beheeyems cause those nearby to reexperience their most feared and hated moments, erasing all memory after that moment in order to trap their victims in that vulnerable mindset of the past. Meanwhile, Zoroarks trap their targets within grand illusions that force them to undergo a series of deaths over and over again, causing them excruciating pain and suffering while their physical bodies continue to live. Haunters phase in and out of walls to surprise and lick their victims, sapping years off their life and causing a frigid shivering that won't stop until they wither away, and Gengars loom in the shadows, sapping heat away from its surroundings and causing the small and the weak to slowly freeze to death. Umbreons spray poisonous sweat all over the street, causing people to choke and convulse if they stay too long near the toxic areas, and Cofagriguses drag humans into their coffins and wrap them up as mummies, bound so tightly nobody can hear them scream. No amount of pleading nor bargaining will cause any of them to stop; the only option left is to defeat them in battle, either by killing them or knocking them out.
It'd be kinder to do the latter, but in the heat of the moment, it's difficult to hold back. It's desperate times, after all, as the city streets soon begin to fill with the cold and still bodies of both Pokemon and humans.
→ HELP...?
(click to expand - is anyone even sane enough left to help)
At the outskirts of town bordering the forest, herds of Stantler lead the unaffected and helpless deeper into the forest into an area where the trees are so densely packed that even the shine of the moon can't break through. The only source of light are the small Litwicks that scurry towards the humans, smiling and holding out their little hands. Follow them. They'll keep you safe(?).Perhaps it's time to abandon the city, where the fires continue to grow and rage throughout the streets, threatening to engulf entire neighborhood blocks. The hospital and Pokemon Center get repurposed to disaster zones as the doctors and nurses struggle to treat their patients while fending off rampaging Pokemon at the same time. Mari's large Steelixes wrap themselves around the buildings to become iron walls keeping the wild Pokemon out, but even their great defense struggles against the never ending attacks.
In the midst of the ongoing disaster, the radio tower remains undamaged and completely abandoned, untouched by the rampaging Pokemon outside. The receptionist has fled long ago, leaving the front doors open but the door to the stairs and the elevator up remaining locked. The tower stands empty and silent, completely free of the static and pattern of cries playing outside, the one place of reprieve from the hell that has descended upon Mango City.
→ MOD NOTES
⬥ Welcome to the Halloween event! Due to the nature of the prompts, please properly warn for any potentially disturbing content in your threads/tags for all players.
⬥ This event is forward dated to the evening and night of the 28th and may last past the 28th if no proper IC measures are taken to stop the rampaging Pokemon. The OOC deadline to solve and fix the disaster will be October 29.
⬥ Please comment to the mod question & investigation thread to report any actions that characters may take to stop the events of the log.
⬥ Have fun! :)
⬥ This event is forward dated to the evening and night of the 28th and may last past the 28th if no proper IC measures are taken to stop the rampaging Pokemon. The OOC deadline to solve and fix the disaster will be October 29.
⬥ Please comment to the mod question & investigation thread to report any actions that characters may take to stop the events of the log.
⬥ Have fun! :)
cw — police violence ahead
[As soon as the bubble disappears, mist rolls in and the Musharna makes an uncanny wailing noise. It reaches up around Akira's legs, up his waist and torso, covering the mysterious markings on his neck, his face — but he can still breathe. Musharna has gotten what she needed and it's not his suffocation.]
[Human figures rise up out of the fog. They are simultaneously five and a half feet tall, the size of normal humans, and much bigger than that. One's dressed in a very important-looking business suit, and the others are dressed as cops, holding tasers and batons.]
[They lunge. Akira fires a bullet upwards at the one in the suit, and it passes harmlessly into the air.]
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The bullet passing through the one in the suit is concerning and Fai runs to Akira's side, ready to throw up a barrier just in case. ]
What's going on?
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[That's not a word. It's more like a noise, the only thing that Akira can choke out. He doubles over quickly, glasses falling off his face and clattering to the ground, but none of the shadow figures have even touched him yet. They just stand there, watching.]
[One of them is holding a small syringe.]
[If Fai doesn't catch or support him, all the strength in Akira's body will give out, and he'll crumple. His expression is clouded over, but from the dilution of the eyes and the specific twitch in the mouth, underneath the haze is abject fear.]
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He doesn't even ask if Akira is okay, because it's obvious he isn't, and Fai looks around at the people surrounding them and notices the syringe. Is that the cause...?
Fai shifts Akira so that he's in a more comfortable position as he tries to take stock of what's going on. ]
What is that?
[ He's not sure Akira can answer, so he directs that to the one holding the syringe. ]
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[Akira is almost completely paralyzed at this point, maybe by whatever's in that syringe or maybe by his own fear. His eyes are still moving, but they're unfocused; he can't keep a hold on the gun, and it falls uselessly into Fai's lap. He's trapped here, literally defenseless in his own body, and they're are right there and the only thing standing in their way is Fai D. Fluorite. It doesn't matter that they haven't made any move to use those weapons, the fact they're there is enough.]
[The mist, meanwhile, creeps up and along Akira's body, closer to Fai.]
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Fai looks at the gun for a moment, trying to figure out what to do with it, since he's never used a gun before. Before he can come up with some kind of plan he can see the mist continuing to envelop them, so he makes a split second decision to pick up Akira and make a run for it. They can come back and get the gun later—they need to leave now. ]
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Uh...
[What...]
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How are you feeling?
[ He twists the cap on the bottle so it's easier to open before holding it out. ]
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Thanks... I'm alright.
[Then, belatedly:]
Guess I deserved that.
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You didn't. You tried to protect us both.
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[He leans backward, staring foggily at the bottle of water in his hand. Things are starting to come back into focus, but. Yikes. Yikes on bikes.]
Sorry.
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It's okay. You didn't know.
[ He smiles softly. It's hard to accept people's help, so he's not going to fault Akira for that. ]
What matters is we got out, right?
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[Akira takes another sip and finally looks up at Fai, trying to search his face for any opinion. Any questions of, "What was that?"]
... I think I should probably stay here for a while.
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Probably. It seems safe here for now, so you should be able to recover.
[ Fai's curious about what that was, but... he's not sure he's going to ask just yet. Maybe in a few minutes, when Akira feels better. ]
By the way, I left your gun back there. I can go back and get it for you.
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[The curse slips out before he can properly think about it.]
I don't want to trouble you further.
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You won't be, I promise. I would rather go back and get it for you than have you get hurt again.
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[Akira will never say it, but he doesn't feel all too comfortable without both his knife and gun, regardless of whether he's holing himself up in a Pokémon Center or out on the night of the living dead.]
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Don't worry about it. I would much rather you stay here than go back to get it yourself. Consider staying here for a while as doing a favor for me.
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It's not. We'll sort something else out when this is over.
[This feels like he's being pitied, which is something his pride cannot take right now.]
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He's not worth people feeling indebted towards or expending the effort to repay favors. ]
Alright, alright. [ He hopes Akira forgets about it, but he's not going to put too much stock into that. ]
If you're feeling better when I come back, let's go see who we can help out.
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[When Fai returns later that night, Akira will take the gun and politely thank Fai for retrieving it. Then he'll pay him a small sum of money for his effort, because of course he has not forgotten, and disappear into the crowd.]